30 September 2010

Todays Playlist (2010-09-30)

Alright, alright, I know it is late... But... everyday has a playlist...
Here's 10 more for ya...

     Anyone; everyone has a set of ears, and can fill their void; submit... Endure it... feel the beat, get through the day, try a playlist, make yr own... 


29 September 2010

This weekends....

This weekend:
I delve into my long wanted and finally obtained bottle of Monstre Rouge:

I'll post notes below, on what I thought:
     I tasted this beer from a STEAL YR FACE pint glass that I received on my birthday. (does it really matter?)
It pours out to a darker opaque brown... the head has a hue of red (and green? TERRAPIN!) It's VERY hoppy, which is AWESOME-imho. Smell is hinting on an IPA... I really, honestly don't know how to describe the smell exactly.. it's different. It's awesome. The taste is hints of vanilla and oak. A bit sweet. [A BIT] it's by no means a sweet beer, considering the Flanders Red call-sign. 
     Not a very helpful description, I know. It can be summed up easily... IT IS DELICIOUS. Considering Terrapin has NEVER let me down (yet), this is another one of those "ah man, i'll never have this again." (considering it is limited)  I will definitely go and buy another bottle of this; totally worth it... Awesome. Thank you Spike and Dirk!
Guess yr expecting a letter grade of some sort? I give it an A+. That's right, it is amazing. Something is telling me it would go good with something APPLE-ESQUE, but that is not what this tastes like.. There may be the SLIGHTEST hint of apple... but you may notice it only because I said so... 
Like I said A+. Go buy it. Search it, and oh yeah, good luck finding it. ;)

Todays Playlist (2010-09-29)

...10 songs that got me through today

28 September 2010

The Ballad of Paula Vanti

Paula whats yr number
Paula whats yr number
Dead or alive
I never knew what that sign said
you held up as the train coast west

Paula was not like other girls
She never wore red with her fur coat
She never touched jewelry in the store
She never began her sentences with, "I"
She never even poured out a lie
She never stole time with a sigh
She never even meant to steal my heart
I never really understood that part

12 DEC 2007

In The Mind Of The Bourgeois Reader #2

Do you ever think about 
trebleclefskungfuxeraysfelinespricelinedotcomhitchhikingmountain climbingstairstonylittlejobfairstwotonedfencesrevengebriberypauperslocksmithsneoncoloredevangelists
well i do.

8 DEC 2007

The number 11

Ever wonder why 11 is a driving force with me?

     Eleven symbolizes love. Eleven is two singles paired together that are now recognized as one. Each one is a perfect ambassador of the other. They stand tall, together; neither is taller, nor better.
     One is a factor of any other number and therefore cannot be forgotten or misplaced. Eleven is the representation of 2 separate entities, as one. This is what love should be.
     On my arm is tattooed XI, which is 11 in roman numerals. It is surrounded by 2 parallel lines that run around and reconnect. The parallel lines symbolize that love should be on a parallel course; striving for the same thing out of life. It also can mean that if it is true love at the foundation, which is the XI origin, then there should be no problem "meeting back up on the other side."

     Eleven is neither my lucky number, nor my burden. It is rather simply put, my number. It is never "the reliable way to go" and it is never the "stay away" sign. (Maybe I need to learn to read it better?) I know that when I see the number, in whatever form it may be: 11; XI; 74, that I am supposed to know of it's existence at that particular time. I wasn't always aware of this number, and it took me awhile to recognize its significance as a type of reference point.
     It helps to know when reading this that I was born at 0317...
                     YOU CAN DO MATH RIGHT?